Incidentally, Mr. G. was my first really big crush. It resulted in some of the most awkward middle school moments possible, especially considering a.) middle school / junior high is an awkward time, anyway, and b.) I was never all that good at social interaction?until college, at least. I’m still embarrassed about some of the stuff I did and said, even though I was a pubertizing little freak at the time.

I sent him an e-mail just now, to say hello. I didn’t ask if he remembered who I was. I didn’t want to know.